Fierce passion,
hunted with pure desire;
your intoxicating scent ensnared.
Honey words
wrapped me in snug warm wool
while your grip tightened around my throat.
You caged me
within purple and blue;
beaten and broken into despair.
Whispers from the Fire: More Poems that Burn with Truth…
Heterovert
your slur—my ceaseless derogation
Blood Burning
queens snorted and screamed
Whispers from the Scars: More Poems of Survival and Strength…
Bound in Darkness
my blood flowed over golden sands
You Blinded Me
and caressed my ache to be loved
When No One Saw and No One Heard
the soil soaked in my hurried hurt
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When Roots Rot
deceit drained our desire to flower
The Cold Chain
it gleamed silver in the muted air